Testi:
Bars Of Gold Up Up Up

Put it up up up get your luggage in the trunk these aren't fingers they aren't snakes that make a sound building houses out of bricks line them up up

Right about now it's about that time You know I crack the coconut and I twist up the lime I've been on the road like a Seminole warrior Passing up the

why they can't believe it But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it But they don't catch it till a year later Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up

[Celph Titled] Eso, what up son? you know how the fuck we do, motherfuckin Demigods Motherfuckin Army of the Pharoahs It's murder death kill playboy,

47's, spittin', hittin' the reverand [gunfire] Now everybody in the charge get up, and start jettin' Insightin' riots, this verse is a deadly weapon I've been held behind bars

this is the dirt that rock the party Party Arty and my niggaz D-Flow, word up Everytime we step up we represent and get dirty Word up, who you be nigga

two All the shiny little trinkets of temptation Something new instead of something old But all you gotta do is scratch beneath the surface And it's fool's gold Fool's gold

(feat. Snoop Dogg) [Snoop:] Big snoopy D-O double Jizzle for Shizzle and the home girl aki-la moshi moshi [aki-la:] Ghetto super star Flip 20 bars

(Lyrics: Gold/music: Gold-Bloss) There's no more place to go The other bars are closed The night the stranger came to town How do you know When you'